Whistle, And Ill Come To You, My Lad

    whistle, and i'll come to you, my lad
    chorus.—o whistle, an' i'll come to ye, my lad,
    o whistle, an' i'll come to ye, my lad,
    tho' father an' mother an' a' should gae mad,
    o whistle, an' i'll come to ye, my lad.
    but warily tent when ye come to court me,
    and come nae unless the back-yett be a-jee;
    syne up the back-stile, and let naebody see,
    and come as ye were na comin' to me,
    and come as ye were na comin' to me.
    o whistle an' i'll come, c.
    at kirk, or at market, whene'er ye meet me,
    gang by me as tho' that ye car'd na a flie;
    but steal me a blink o' your bonie black e'e,
    yet look as ye were na lookin' to me,
    yet look as ye were na lookin' to me.
    o whistle an' i'll come, c.
    aye vow and protest that ye care na for me,
    and whiles ye may lightly my beauty a-wee;
    but court na anither, tho' jokin' ye be,
    for fear that she wile your fancy frae me,
    for fear that she wile your fancy frae me.
    o whistle an' i'll come, c.